I’m a cat person. I love the low key nature of a cats affection; I especially love our cats, who don’t use a litterbox and who no longer sleep on top of my head. Lately I’ve found myself waking up in the middle of the night quite a lot and on my way back to ...
The cats don’t know what to think about this new world upstairs. Moses has taken to pacing the rooms up there each day for a few minutes after he comes in from The Evening Hunt, howling his protest at being subjected to a break in his familiar. Before we closed up the crawlspace access, he’d ...
I love the cat. I do. We bought him with us cross-country, the only kitten to worm his way into our world out of at least 20 that we rescued and nursed to health out in California. When we arrived here in Florida, it took only three days for us to become foster parents again, ...
Mosey is home. He has a urinary tract infection, and will be on a special PH-Balanced diet forever. He’s on anti-vertigo medication and antibiotics. They said we were lucky to have brought him in for the lizard thing, because the urinary thing would have killed him had we not caught it so early. Which is ...
Last night was The Weekend for M and TeenHer, so we had DIY dinner and sent M out to get the first season of Lost, as I am hooked after watching Wednesday’s episode. We should really know better than to let TeenH watch TV with us. However old she seems, she is still the same ...